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Thursday, August 18, 2016

“Good God, how much reverence can you have for a Supreme Being who finds
it necessary to include tooth decay in His divine system of creation? Why in
the world did He ever create pain?'

'Pain?' Lieutenant Shiesskopf's wife pounced upon the word victoriously.
'Pain is a warning to us of bodily dangers.'

'And who created the dangers?' Yossarian demanded. 'Why couldn't He have
used a doorbell to notify us, or one of His celestial choirs? Or a system of
blue-and-red neon tubes right in the middle of each person's forehead?'

'People would certainly look silly walking around with red neon tubes
right in the middle of their foreheads.'

I spent a large amount of money this week to stop
grinding my teeth. I’m getting a red neon tube to attach to my forehead. Let’s
see how that works. That pretty much sums up the kind of month this had been. I’m looking forward to my one-way road trip next
month.

Local Harvest

Eat Locally

Just Say No

Weeping Daffodil-20 Sore

My new name under Kurt Vonnegut's Lonesome No More!

"As I said in my speech, your new middle name would consist of a noun, the name of a flower or fruit or nut or vegetable or legume, or a bird or a reptile or a fish, or a mollusk, or a gem or a mineral or a chemical element -- connected by a hyphen to a number between one and twenty."
-- Slapstick, Kurt Vonnegut
Lonesome No More